Friday, 2 March 2018

Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down. perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways. perhaps. . . perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath. - L.M. Montgomery

Quote of the day: Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down. perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways. perhaps. . . perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath. - L.M. Montgomery